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My Dad raised bird dogs while my brothers and I were growing up in East Tennessee.

In the field, quiet, with his dogs – that was the closest thing to heaven.

The photo I did this painting from was taken the last time he and I ran the dogs together. I’m still uncertain as to why I had a camera with me that day. But I’m thankful I did.

He died a few short years later.

On that still, autumn afternoon we had no idea we were making a memory that would last a lifetime. A comfort to cling to when memories are all we have.

I can still recall the feeling of that day.

I don’t remember a lot of words.

I just remember being together.

Time is a gift from God.

Moments are pieces of that time.

Some moments become treasures.

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